Why's it have to be this way, be this way, be this way, be this way, be this way, be this way

At 7 am on a Tuesday in August
Next week I'll be 28
I'm still young, it'll be me
Off the wall I scr*ped you
I gotta wake
I gotta wake, it comes this way
I can't wait no more
It comes this way, it comes this way
To drown this ache
To reinstate (Everyone dead, everyone)
(You put me through) Take your place
Heaven direct your shape (Heaven direct, you see I can do it so well)